She would utterly suffocate me and ... and... Why wasn’t I dying? I hadn’t taken a breath in long enough that I should be passing out. But my mind...was clearly. My lungs burned for air. They blazed so much. My head pounded. But where was the darkness fuzzing the edges of my vision? The spots of light?I wasn’t suffocating like I should be. I was holding my breath way past my tolerances. Why?It hit me. I was in a dream. This wasn’t real. This wasn’t my body. I was asleep in the courtyard right. . well, um, I am really horny and need you." Mom said as moved to me and kissed me, her hand going to my hard cock. Me being buzzed and horny was not good at this moment as I let mom continue, she knelt in front of me pulling my sweats down and taking my cock in her mouth. I was now under her spell and unable to stop her. I had not had a blowjob in years and I feared cumming to quick in her mouth. I pushed mom away and onto the bed. I spread her legs and buried my face in her sweet smelling. "Whish ... THWACK!The pain was all the greater for being unexpected. It dawned on her that this time he was really using a whip and that her bum would be marked for some time."One," he intoned.Whish ... THWACK!She screamed involuntarily, even as she heard, "Two."Whish ... THWACK!"Three."Whish ... THWACK!Her screams had subsided into one long continuous wailing, springing from a combination of pain and arousal. As he counted, "Four," the Emir could not tell if she was thrashing about in agony or. The realtor now had her eyes glued to us in the kitchen while mom rubbed her ass to my groin. I reached around and began to fondle moms tits. Mom had her eyes closed so she didn’t realize that we had the realtor’s full attention. I turned mom to the overhead cupboard. My hands and moms breasts were visible to the realtor. Moms head was behind the cupboard. The realtor lady was breathing a little more rapidly, she watched me fondle moms breasts then quietly asked if mom liked having her son.